Stir it up
Silas Soule
Here's a recent history of the Socialist Freedom Party presented as a series of five modified classical poetic forms. Kinda lame, I know, but I was bored. Super-duper prizes go to those who can identify some of the forms used. Rilly.
Stir it up
I.
As the red sun set
on our last tête-à-tête,
cousin unrest left
the internet.
At unbefriended morning,
bereft Ursa wept
to yield such a guest.
She rwared her behest
for a hero.
II.
Here rose undaunted Red Mark Valshannar
whose temperament obtains the test of fate.
He rallied the lads to the morning star:
Chaps, intermutual autonomy is gr-r-r-r-reat!
Our remedies oft in ourselves do... reach far
he said, and orgs are just a mental state.
Not just one Press: a freedom writer's bazaar,
and a multiplicity of communes, mate!
III.
QUINN: I would I knew thy economics.
SAM: 'Tis figured in my sermons.
QUINN: I fear the sense of separateness.
SAM: The community is strong.
QUINN: Well, well, put up your shingle, man.
SAM: They'll say I've gone red, yes?
QUINN: Then shall anew they know that song.
SAM: But shall I live in hope?
QUINN: All men, I hope, live so.
SAM: Vouchsafe this plan, friend, for autonomics.
QUINN: Good Bishop, let's upgrade too.
SAM: And sweet saints, man, dividends need not be curst.
QUINN: Aye. Foul profit, shared fairly, will trouble us not.
VALSHANNAR: Make it so.
IV.
Whither the Bears?
Gone into hibernation.
Whither the fights?
Vote Glove's Love for a Fight Club.
Who will lead us then?
A German Commander will.
His name is Drex.
Endlessly seeking freedom,
With allies around the world.
V.
He came, he saw, he ran, he won and said
To be and not to lack so free as that
Is all I wanted every time I played.
Both red and black and red and white and blue,
This party is the one that hoes the row:
The Summer's sun, a rocking Blues, a Pipe
To heal what ails the dreary fates of man
For all, for one, for love and a glory
That goes beyond and turns around the game.
FREEDOM WRITERS
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Stir it up, little darlin'
siktir up
vote for vendetta!
The young man is brave and bold, the SFP youth will be strong.
Who shall uphold all that is good, who shall defend that which is right?
The red and the gold shall remind him of decision, the passion shall see him through.
The footing he establishes in training is sound, who can take that from him?
Do not be deceived, he that is studied well shall overcome, the betrayer shall not come near his door.
Selah
OK, there's my attempt. Any guesses or is it phrased so crappy you can't tell?
Wow! Awesome work, PQ!
Excellent!
Thanks
For once, I'm speechless.
PQ!
Rallying cries
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